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Not Men Of Heaven

G.R. Weslo·October 15, 2017

Not Men of Heaven written by: G.R. Weslo @broccoli0001 Grief does a funny thing to a man,...

English Literature

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Lorena’s Last Lace

hedgehog·September 11, 2017

Lorena’s Last Lace written by: hedgehog Lorena sat content on her doorstep Happy and free as she...

English Poetry Spilled History

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The Ben Franklin 5-10

Cindy Medina·September 3, 2017

The Ben Franklin 5-10 written by: Cindy Medina @Cindy_M65 My sister told me last year that our...

English Literature

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ENTITY

Stanley Wilkin·June 29, 2017

ENTITY written by: Stanley Wilkin @catalhuyuk The Entity moved in next door, arriving mid-morning. The neighbours smiled...

Literature English

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Onekama, Michigan

Thomas Park·October 4, 2016

Onekama, Michigan written by: Thomas Park @mystified131 Rest In Peace, Grandma Mimi I remember visiting Onekama Temperate in...

English

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After a long career tinkering in telecommunications, Jim Bartlett switched to tinkering with writing fiction, both requiring a stretch of the imagination. In the course of putting his fingers to the keyboard, he's been fortunate to have quite a number of his stories featured both in print and online in several wonderful publications, including a story selected for "The Best of Fiction on the Web, 1996 – 2017" anthology. While mentally he strolls along a warm California beach with his wife and golden retriever (shhh, she doesn't know she's a dog), physically they reside on a special little island in the Pacific Northwest.

Reaper by Sharon Frame Gay

As an orphaned son of an orphan, I always see the glass as half empty. I picture the water murky and lukewarm, a waterline etched below the rim. Maybe with an ash or two floating at the bottom, because that’s what I do for a living. I deal with ashes. The remains of the deceased. No matter how those who pass away see their glass, meager or full, they eventually end up in a satchel carried on my shoulder.
My business card reads “Morton Stark Transport.” I’m called upon to disperse the ashes of the dearly departed and honor their final wishes. People hire me to escort the remains throughout the world ...

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Not Men Of Heaven

Lorena’s Last Lace

The Ben Franklin 5-10

ENTITY

Onekama, Michigan

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The Mouse on the Hearth

Borrowed Shoes

The Yule Siege

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